- Hey drummer boy!
- What's up!
- You're not from around here, are you?
- No, I come from far far way.
- Are you enjoying the Samba?
- Hell yeah!
- If you have the guts, I could show you how it's done...
- Bring it on, baby!
- Then, hit it!
Quit pulling at that cigar and pull me closer
Take the lead and get me dancing now
Stay right behind those drums and feeling vibrant
Play a tune that gets me sprung
Everybody in the room wants to feel "saxy"
But that sexy drumming is all we have in mind
That beat pace is sultry
This evening is primed
Our connection is poetry
Of the anapest kind
So bring that Jazz into my Samba
And lets jam the night away
Then the sound of my voice and move of my hips
Gets you begging me to stay
Said bring that Jazz into my Samba
And lets jam the night away
Then the sound of my voice and move of my hips
Gets you begging me to stay
Quit pulling at that cigar and pull me closer
Take the lead and get me dancing now
Stay right behind those drums and feeling vibrant
Play a tune that gets me sprung
Everybody in the room wants to feel "saxy"
But that sexy drumming is all we have in mind
That beat pace is sultry
This evening is primed
Our connection is poetry
Of the anapest kind
So bring that Jazz into my Samba
And lets jam the night away
Then the sound of my voice and move of my hips
Gets you begging me to stay
Said bring that Jazz into my Samba
And lets jam the night away
Then the sound of my voice and move of my hips
Gets you begging me to stay